azure/molly: slobska/john facefarts

death the kid: i was tihnking about it last night and realized it was hot
death the kid: itd fit for like vriska/john mostly i guess idk
azureangelic: mm
azureangelic: like after a buffet they get home and john flops down on the bed and vriska isnt paying attention and sits down and oops that was his face
azureangelic: oh well
azureangelic: surely he doesnt mind
death the kid: john just doesnt bother to protest
death the kid: and a lot of the food she ate there made her pretty gassy
azureangelic: she just makes this little "oogh" noise and john can hear a dangerous-sounding gurgle from the depths of her gut
azureangelic: which is currently on top of him
death the kid: more audible gassy blurbling sounds are heard and he sheepishly tries to wiggle out from underneath her but she holds him down with one hand and smirks
death the kid: (youre probably going to have to finish this off since i always get horny in like the 3rd post and i cant type while fapping)
azureangelic: heh
azureangelic: and he isnt really sure how to respond to it
azureangelic: vriska just plays it up all "joooohn my tummy hurts ::::(" and its so unvriska its blantantly a lie
azureangelic: and she grabs her swollen belly with both hands and just gives it a squeeze
azureangelic: her body wobbles up a bit and theres a sudden loud blarping wet blast from under her
azureangelic: at first johns face is just hot
azureangelic: and then all he can smell si whats best described as overcooked chili
azureangelic: vriska just kind of leans forward and glances down at him with an exaggerated sadface and he blinks and asks her if she was sampling from the chili counter at the buffet
azureangelic: "8ut joooooooohn, i was hungry and everything just looked so good D::::"
azureangelic: on cue her belly makes a loud squelching gurgle noise and she bites her lip a bit
azureangelic: he tries to protest because knowing her she probably ate the worst combinations of food possible but before she can another groan forces its way from her stomach that sounds like some kind of dying alien beast
azureangelic: and she just really needs to get out of her pants because they suddenly feel way too constricting
azureangelic: so she leans back
azureangelic: and her huge ass is planted right atop john's head as she wobbles and tries to get them off her fat legs
azureangelic: he gives a loud muffled cry and tries to get out from under her but she's too busy trying to bend down and get her hands under her belly
azureangelic: in the process she ends up squeezing it roughly which causes her to give a smaller yet still audible outburst of gas that lacks any identifiable scent
azureangelic: eventually she gets her belt off and practically peels the denim jeans off of herself, and as she does john gets a chance at fresh air
azureangelic: he doesnt say anything at first and vriska just grins a bit and teases him telling him he doesnt seem to care much about being under her giant ass
azureangelic: with intentional emphasis on giant ass
azureangelic: and he just kind of blushes red and fails to say anything
death the kid: keep oginigonig omg
azureangelic: she stands up already formulating a scheme and tells him to get ready for bed
azureangelic: he obediantly does so and strips to his underwear
azureangelic: but before he can get to his dresser she pushes him away
azureangelic: "i think you still have some 8usiness to take care of 8efore 8ed, john..."
azureangelic: she pushes up against him forcing him onto the bed, with her swollen belly taking up his lap, and he instinctively puts his hands on it
azureangelic: and can actually feel the horrid churning inside it
azureangelic: vriska just looks him in the eye and gives him an incredibly smug look
azureangelic: "soooooooo, while you were getting your food, i decided to see what other of your weird earth foods i could find at the 8uffet. they had a lot of interesting things! fish, vegeta8les, soda, juice, some kind of weird fried rice, this slimy stuff they said was sushi. they even had a chocolate fountain! so of course i had to try all of it. aaaaaaaall of it, with and without the chocolate!"
azureangelic: "and just 8etween you and me, i don't think it's sitting very well. if you get what i mean, john. :::;O"
azureangelic: he sort of freezes up before nodding and starting to knead her belly
azureangelic: only for her to slap his hands away with a smirk
azureangelic: "a 8it late for that! i just want to see how fucked up you really are ::::)"
azureangelic: and with that he's pushed down on the bed and she flips around
azureangelic: and the last thing he sees before he gets a facefull of flesh is vriska serket's unimaginably massive wobbling ass, barely held in by a too-tight pair of cerulean panties
azureangelic: as much as he doesnt want to admit it to her it only takes a few seconds before his hands are already on that rump, or reaching forward to grip her thighs or belly, and she bounces up and down a bit as her tummy bubbles angrily
azureangelic: looks down at john's underwear and yep hes definitely enjoying this
azureangelic: so she wriggles her ass a bit to get comfortable, makes sure he's nice and firmly under there, counts to eight and pushes
azureangelic: instantly john's face is assaulted by a massive burst of hot air, barely impeded by the fabric of her panties and smelling of so many different foods that he can't even process it
azureangelic: she gives a relived sigh and another trumpeting "blaaarrrrp" forces its way out, all the while her clawed fingers idly tapping john's member to see his reaction
azureangelic: much to her amusement it raises slightly
azureangelic: although he can't even think properly, just gripping her rolls of flab and bracing as she rips ass right on top of him
azureangelic: he can smell meat, fish, chocolate, rice, and far too many other things, one at a time, each marred by vriska's own scent to the point of unrecognizability
death the kid: (omg j-just a little detail can u make them get progressively louder fkjlfds also im on my 4th molgasm u go dude)
azureangelic: and even though he wants to hurl from it all he can't bring himself to fight it
azureangelic: vriska leans back slightly, peeling his boxers down, and surpriding herself a little with a tumulous fart that to john is worse in both volume and scent than the previous ones
azureangelic: she just laughs and starts groping her own gut
azureangelic: "ooooooooh, john, i think it's starting to get worse. hope you 8rought your mangrit for this one! ::::D"
azureangelic: he gives a clearly inaudible response from under her fat ass only to be cut off with a "pfhhrrrrrrt" that fills his lungs with the odor of spoiled chocolate
azureangelic: to which vriska gives a hearty laugh and a few good bounces on his face, her weight slamming down on him and her asscheeks slapping together
azureangelic: abruptly though she freezes, clenching her teeth with a grunt, and letitng her hands fall to her gut
azureangelic: john is puzzled for a moment only for a wet, hot, decisively meatier gasbomb to be dropped onto him, dragging on slightly and smelling less like exotic cuisine and more like vriska after far too many unpalatable entrees
azureangelic: "john, i don't think that's a good sign"
azureangelic: without further warning the troll's stretched belly gives a deafening burble, sounding like water draining from a cooler spliced with the sort of sound one would expect from a giant japanese monster, and a marginally shorter fart rips from within her, followed by another, each causing her rump to vibrate
azureangelic: vriska just clenches her belly harder, eyes squeezing shut as the full brunt of her self-inflicted gastrointestinal holocaust starts manifesting in the form of a disgusting, long-winded chain of sputtering, brassy, all-around overbearing blasts from her rear
azureangelic: each and every one bearing down on john and filling not only his nose, but his mouth and eyes as well, to the point where he can almost taste the sushi
azureangelic: as the rumbling engine of gassy mayhem that was vriska's belly reaches an apex, she gives a moaning cry of pain, pushing down on john's head involuntarily as a single massive fart explodes from her, dragging on for almost eleven seconds and sounding like a tuba being played at night in a tsunami
azureangelic: as it dies out she gasps, letting her tongue loll out and panting heavily as a small cluster of followup toots pepper john's face
azureangelic: only for her to look down and see john's fully-erect shaft just in time to witness possibly the most degrading orgasm of his life
azureangelic: she just stays there on top of him for a few minutes, thankful her southern winds hadn't turned messy, before slowly crawling off of john and standing up, clad in her undergarments
azureangelic: as soon as she's off of him john is loudly wheezing for air, stumbling to the window and opening it and paying no attention to his still-throbbing erection covered in seed
azureangelic: afterwards he just turns to look at her, face showing love, disgust and embarassment all at once, to which she just smirks weakly
azureangelic: "i'm gonna go use the load gaper, you sick fuck <3"
azureangelic: eventually she comes back in, by which point john is already curled up in bed trying not to think too much about what had happened, and when she crawls in next to him she isn't wearing panties
azureangelic: and in fact thinks she's going to make a concentrated effort to not wear those panties ever again
azureangelic: to which john is silently thankful
azureangelic: ~~the end~~
death the kid: beautiful omg